I skipped making a list for July but a year after daydreaming about it, we loaded up an old station wagon with duffle bags and bumped along dirt roads. We put up a tent and our out-of-office messages. We caught fish and swam like them.
In August, we have summer camps and daycare to get us back to our more typical grind, which honestly comes as a bit of a relief. There are big projects to put brainpower behind and after so much togetherness, I think we’re all enjoying days spent a little more apart. Blessed be the childcare providers. Still, there’s only so much hustling that anyone can muster in the dog days of summer, so we’ll try to make room for the long and lazy stuff, too. Last night, it was celebrating ten years married with music in the park and a post-dusk bike ride and staying up far too late.
Other things I will do in August:
+ Pack more picnics.
+ Read a novel. (Hopefully two.)
+ Remember to wear my helmet.
+ Make sun tea.
+ Eat every available tomato.
+ Finally announce a big project if I’m feeling very brave.